Bryant walks between us, holding our hands. I glance over at Owen who is casually walking with a pair of all black sunglasses on. The others linger behind us as we make our way through the crowd. The line to the ferris wheel is fairly short so Owen leads us to it. "I'm thirsty," Bryant says, looking up at his dad.
Owen looks at the moving line. "We'll get a drink after."
"I'm thirsty," Bryant whines.
"For f***s sake," he whispers under his breath.
"I'll get him one while you guys are on the ride," I offer.
"I can," Owen says.
"Spend time with Bryant," I insist. "I'll be right back."
Sighing, he pulls out his wallet and hands me a twenty. "Get us a drink too. One of you go with her."
"I'll go," Dominic offers.
"Me too. I'm hungry," his friend chimes in.
I press a quick kiss to Owe
